While Bran sat on the mountain and waited for the Featherman's reaction, Northland was making all kinds of preparations for the long journey. The knights in the city have already set off for Northland Harbor, and various supplies have begun to be transported frequently.

Recently, Mikel has been following Dani closely, not daring to leave for a moment. He proposed to go to the Emerald Continent to have a look, but he didn't go there in this way. The current action is inevitably a little too big, which makes him apprehensive.

"Should we talk to Bran first?"

In the face of Mikel's chatter, Dani casually responded: "Okay, I'll discuss it with him when I find time." ”

"I just want you to come and see it. ”

"Don't worry, we'll be with you. ”

"Don't interrupt! You know what I mean. ”

Dani tilted her head slightly, "This is not Bran's home alone, it's everyone's. There are some things that he doesn't need to decide, and so can we.

If you're afraid, stay and guard the Northland, and I'll take care of it alone. ”

Mikel hesitated slightly, then fell weakly on Dany's shoulder, sighed and said, "Let's come up with this idea." ”

......

These days, Cheren in the Emerald Harbor has some headaches.

Northland City suddenly asked them to provide a natural harbor in the Emerald Continent. He didn't dare to slack off, and immediately sent the news back through the foresight pool, but he didn't reply for a long time.

In desperation, he had to ask Kano for advice. Please think that Kano, who heard the news, actually got up and went to the Death Continent under the pretext that the time had come.

Seeing Kano's performance, Cheren knew - oh no!

When another fleet entered the harbor, the people of Northland reappeared and requisitioned them. Cheren did not raise any objection to this, as Emerald Harbor was still nominally under the rule of the Grand Wizard Bran. What's more, there are those faint rumors, so he has to be careful.

But how could the sailors know about these things? As soon as the captain of the ship came forward to raise an objection, the Northlander named Zack took up his sword.

The move was immediately followed by dissatisfaction, followed by anger, not only by the crew, but also by others in the harbor who saw it. Then, the sound of the sword unsheathed sounded one after another.

Cheren tried to stop it, but a chill suddenly rose and blocked back the words that had stopped.

By this time, Zach and several Northlanders had already launched. Their figures flashed through the crowd, and the killing ended in just a few breaths.

Liwei!

At this moment, Cheren finally understood. Northland was not consulting with them, but commanding. The only end for those who dare to disobey is death!

Cheren knew what he had to do, and he immediately transmitted the scene after the killing back to the Emerald Continent. This is the attitude of Northterland, a response to the rejection of Bran's invitation led by Anvina.

......

A killing has been an eye-opener for those who have been paying attention to the Northland City lately. The sword light and sword shadow made the war witch feel enthusiastic, and it also made the famous samurai feel cold in his heart.

The gap is a bit too big, and most of the war witches have given up the tempering of martial arts in the past two years. Especially when the skills have not yet been formed, it can even be said that the previous work has been lost.

Sometimes when you think about it, you can't blame it all on the war witch. If you lose the things that can be solved by magic, why bother to fight to the death. But when it comes to meeting the people of the Bran family, the shortcomings are extremely fatal.

There are some things that really make people speechless.

War Witches, a group of warriors who claim to walk the path of wizards, but have forgotten the roots of warriors, and Magic Messengers, who claim to live by magic, are more accustomed to the swords in their hands.

In this regard, the great samurai gathered in the Winged City were a little crying and laughing.

Don't fight the Bran family for two years, this is the advice of the great samurai. Hearing this advice, the war witches immediately became bitter.

They are not stupid and know that the elders have been very tactful.

What happened in the Emerald Harbor just now allowed them to see the real gap between the two sides. Before, there was still resentment in my heart, thinking that Northland City was too unsympathetic. If they let go of the fight, they wouldn't have lost so badly. Now I realize that if I really fight to the death, I will only die faster.

The war witches probably didn't know that the great samurai in the city were feeling a headache. They did see a shadow of themselves in Dani, but only a glimmer of it.

That's the essence of the whole thing, the embodiment of their spirit when they burst out.

However, when so many famous samurai all see their own shadows in the same person, it is somewhat intriguing.

When I first arrived in Wings, I didn't realize it. But as the exchange deepened, they gradually realized the seriousness of the problem. Dia was once again called in front of a large number of elders for more detailed questioning.

"What did you train with them?"

"Magic!"

Seeing that many elders were frowning slightly, Dia hurriedly explained: "I am a war witch......"

As soon as these words came out, he realized that something was wrong, and quickly shrank his neck.

Seeing his daughter's embarrassment, Vincent opened his mouth to relieve the siege: "Dani didn't teach any martial arts?"

Dia nodded hurriedly, "Yes, but it's too boring! You don't know that a simple slash can make a lot of demands." I'm a war witch......"

Shrinking his neck again, he began to remedy: "I didn't realize it at the time, I thought that magic was enough to run amok. ”

"Give us a walkthrough. ”

As the drill progressed, the surrounding atmosphere became more and more solemn. After practicing just a few moves, Dia stopped. Scratching his head a little embarrassed: "I don't want to learn later, so she won't force it anymore." ”

Looking at the elders, Dia knew that she must have missed something very precious, so she looked at her father, Vincent, with a complicated expression.

With a sigh, Vincent waved his hand weakly for Dia to leave. He didn't even bother to say anything now, only endless heartache.

Dia left for a long time before someone sighed - genius!

Vincent glanced at the man, "I've heard Lily say that Bran's martial arts are average, and he's just a man who lives on magic. If he could see through his magic, Bran's martial arts would not be on the table. Moreover, he no longer needed such a thing as martial arts.

There is only one genius, in fact, and Bran only provides her with a glimmer of opportunity.

I've done my craft at the lodge, and I'm sure you've had a similar experience, but how long have we stayed?

Dia – that's my daughter, and that's just how I was taught. Look at the skills in your hands, how many of these children have been taken?

Thankfully, it's not too late to realize this. It's better to suffer at the hands of Dani than to lose your life at the hands of outsiders.

Let's start with these movements, step by step, and we can't let the Bran family children compare. ”

After saying that, I couldn't help but sigh again - it's a pity!

......

It's not just Wings that are stimulated, but also some people who are becoming close to it.

At this time, there was a group of people in the distant Emerald Continent who were gritting their teeth, and An Weina felt her blood rush to the top door. She dared to refuse Bran because she had carefully analyzed the person's character. Even the unbearable Dragoon can be let go gently, not to mention his sister.

Everything that happened in Emerald Harbor seemed to be more in line with the temper that a great wizard should have, but Anvina always felt that something was wrong!

At this time, the image from Emerald Harbor faded away, and she stared at the pool water and tried to calm the anger in her heart.

"Now, who's in charge of Northland?"

Accompanied by Avena's slightly shrill voice, the pool water slowly reflected the figure of a woman......